Rebirth O is Always Fishing For Me

Chapter 3: Cooked Duck Can’T Fly

The blazing sun shines on Xie Xuanzhuo’s face, the weather here is so direct. The sun is like fire in the daytime, and the dripping water turns into ice in the night.

The fat woman smashed a hot cage at Xie Xuanzhuo, “I asked you to make ten caged buns, and you burned me eight cages! You son of a bitch, go to hell! Bar.”

When she heard the words ‘son of a son of a bitch”, Xie Xuanzhuo hesitated for a moment before showing a silly smile again.

The thick cane called Xie Xuanzhuo’s amber eyes, and she hurriedly raised her hand to block it.

“Eat the buns, it hurts.” Xie Xuanzhuo ran, and the drawer of buns that he made earlier scattered on the ground in the chaos.

I was trampled by her and the fat woman several times.

In the early morning, the man who went to bed late came out with a gloomy expression, he shouted and stopped the fat woman’s movements.

The man pointed to the person who climbed up the wall of their courtyard to watch the fun, his face was not good.

I got angry early in the morning, the fat woman felt a little dizzy, she took out an axe from the corner, “Silly bag, go chop bamboo and come back. If you don’t do it well, you will Get out, don’t come back.”

Seeing Xie Xuanzhuo taking the axe, the fat woman calmed down a little. She agreed to keep this fool at first, just because she was not hopelessly foolish. She was about the same as a three-year-old child. After years of teaching, she could do something.

Otherwise, this waste might as well be dead.

“Bamboo, chop?” Xie Xuanzhuo took the axe with a dull expression.

“Silly bun!” The fat woman called Xie Xuanzhuo fiercely. She picked up a fairly clean bun from the ground, washed it casually with the water in the bucket, and handed it to Xie Xuanzhuan. “Eat it, don’t die, no one cares to bury it.”

“Bag, I like bags.”

A hundred years ago, this small town was an unknown place in the frontier area. Because of the nomads close to the grasslands, the strong barbarians were often robbed of their horses and food.

Most of the barbarians are Qianyuan and Zhongyong, so they robbed a lot of Kunze and gave birth to children for them, which caused the population of this town to wither and sparser.

The court at that time had been weak for a long time and had little ability to govern this place. Until 80 years ago, there was a talented Qianyuan swordsman, who cooperated with Kunze’s illusion, and used the power of the two to smash the army of thousands of barbarians.

Since then, this small town has developed, and in order to thank them, the people here took their names and combined them into the town name, which is “Qingyu”.

Therefore, the people in Qingyu Town are very advocating strength.

In fact, in the entire Eight Desolate Continent, the children who differentiated into Qianyuan will spontaneously practice martial arts, and the physique of children who are differentiated into Kunze has a deeper understanding of natural things such as wind, thunder, water, fire, etc. Comprehension, so practicing illusion is twice the result with half the effort.

As a physique with stronger physique, he will also specialize in martial arts.

A person like Xie Xuanzhuo who has not differentiated at the age of 18 and is thin and weak, even worse than the mean, is really an anomaly.

There is a bamboo forest at the northeast of the town, Xie Xuanzhuo dragged an axe and walked slowly on the dirt road.

People passing by on the way saw her, or sneered, or despised, or shook their heads and sighed.

Some people were bored. After looking at the bruises on Xie Xuanzhuo’s face, they asked with a smile:

“Silly bag, was it beaten by Fat Aunt again? What’s the trouble today?”

“Baozi, two… money.”

Hearing Xie Xuanzhuo’s inarticulate pronunciation, the man deliberately teased:

“Two cents in one cage?”

This time, everyone laughed.

“What’s the fun with this fool. Listen to me, there’s a fairy in our town, she looks so beautiful, I’ll be willing to die once I can play it.”

“Really? Where is it, show buddy.”

The crowd dispersed again, Xie Xuanzhuo let the muddy water drip from her body, she picked up the axe and walked slowly towards the bamboo forest again.

The bamboo forest is secluded and the trees are deep. Xie Xuanzhuo glanced at the messy ground inadvertently, and an uneasy familiar feeling emerged spontaneously.

A few steps forward, the dark brown rope on the ground is clearly visible. Don’t think about it, she also knows who’s “masterpiece”.

If you don’t take the bait, you will be bullied even worse. So, Xie Xuanzhuo pretended to be struggling, threw the axe out, and sprinted again.

“Squeaky”, she stepped on the rope, and was instantly hung upside down, the blood flowed back into her brain, and the whole person swayed in the air, almost hitting the sharp Bamboo branches.

His followers deliberately imitated Xie Xuanzhuo’s crooked walking posture, which made others laugh.

“Boss, you’re right when you say she’s like a vermin. It makes me laugh to see how stupid this fool is. The place is so big, she can still step on our trap . Wild boars are smarter than her.”

I feel like I’m superior.

“Chop.” A trace of disgust flashed in Xie Xuanzhuo’s heart. She reached out and scratched in the air, making everyone laugh again.

Two years ago, Xie Xuanzhuo broke his arm thanks to him.

Staring at Xie Xuanzhuo’s handsome face even after being stained with mud, Zhang Meng felt jealous.

Kunze in the town secretly talked about this fool, saying that if she differentiated into Qianyuan, they would be willing to post it backwards.

I think Zhang Meng is handsome, tall and mighty, and the son of the mayor, isn’t he better than a fool?

“Boss, this fool is boring. If you hit her, she won’t hurt or scream, it’s boring.”

“That’s right, this dog doesn’t seem to feel pain, and doesn’t snort.” When Zhang Meng was about to beat Xie Xuanzhuo with bamboo, he saw that something seemed to fall off the fool’s body.

A valet picked it up after seeing it for the first time, “Boss, it’s a piccolo.”

“Come and have a look,” Zhang Meng put the piccolo in the sun and looked at it carefully, “Oh, I didn’t expect a fool to have a baby. This jade flute is well made and looks very valuable.”

“Wow, wow.” Xie Xuanzhuo got excited and struggled desperately.

“Boss, the fool seems to be very concerned about this…”

While Zhang Meng and the others were still laughing and joking, she broke the rope hanging Xie Xuanzhuo, she fell to the ground, and after rolling a few laps, she suddenly rushed over, a handful of Grab the flute and run.

“Ah!” Zhang Meng couldn’t avoid being pushed down by Xie Xuanzhuo and slammed into the bamboo. He shouted angrily:

“Don’t let this little **** run away, kill her for me.”

Along the way, Xie Xuanzhuo ran desperately. However, Zhang Meng’s younger brother threw a stone at her, the stone hit her leg bone, she stumbled and fell to the ground.

“Boss, got her.”

Zhang Meng clutched the big bag on his head, rushed over, and kicked Xie Xuanzhuo into a mud pit not far away.

“Hit, you hit me. Kill her today and count me!”

Zhang Meng’s younger brother snatched Xie Xuanzhuo’s piccolo and threw it into the depths of the mud pit, “Bah, bastard, it’s a blessing for our boss to see your things.”

“I, mine.” Xie Xuanzhuo tried to get up from the mud pit several times, but was pressed in hard.

“Yours?” Zhang Meng smiled gloomily, slammed the mud on Xie Xuanzhuo’s head, and said arrogantly:

“It’s obviously mine, can someone prove that it’s yours? Anyone, anyone?”

“Hahaha, no one can prove that it was a fool who stole something from the boss. Come, beat, beat her to death.”

Not far from the town entrance, Ming Jingfei, wearing a cloak made of gold silk, rode slowly back to Qingyu Town.

Xie Xuanzhuo. Ming Jingfei chewed these three words repeatedly, not knowing whether she was sad or happy. Ever since I saw Xie Xuanzhuo yesterday, I have been constantly reminiscing in my mind.

She once promised to be with her forever, and the two lived in a small house and hugged for warmth until they died.

But in the cold palace day and night, she was so cold and lonely, and she never came.

What was wrong, why, why did she just not believe in herself? I really want to ask her why.

The noise in front woke up Ming Jingfei, who was riding on the horse. She just sent Sui Ye and Zitan away, and decided to come back to Xie Xuanzhuo first.

After all, it’s not easy to find Xie Xuanzhuan’s hiding place, this person is acting stupid or really stupid, he must observe more, the cooked duck can’t fly.

As a result, as soon as I entered the town, I got a headache. In order to avoid trouble, she wanted to walk away, but for some reason she subconsciously glanced at the noise not far away.

Three or four people held the branches and kept beating the people in the mud pit. Before Ming Jingfei could see the face of the man in the mud pit, she saw a pair of thin, scarred hands, stubbornly moving forward Reaching out, trying to pick up Piccolo that fell into the mud puddle.

The piccolo was very familiar to Ming Jingfei, she lowered her head and thought for a while—

That is Xie Xuanzhuo’s piccolo, she remembered that Xie Xuanzhuo had told herself that the golden jade piccolo was the only relic left to her by her mother.

So, the person being beaten now is the one with the surname Xie? In an instant, Ming Jingfei just looked up and looked at Xie Xuanzhuo.